I wished to be with you and I wished to be free but see they told me to only choose one I could not see what it meant to be free So I chose you. But choosing you proved not so true when from your neck your face turned blue too Now i see, that to choose you so true would be to choose βfreeβ but not for me but free for you and only you.
you deserve better than me and i cant help but be scared and im sorry and i know you loathe me for that but its me ad im sorry for me